He gave her a somewhat lascivious look. “It seems we are at an impasse. Perhaps… a compromise?” He emphasized the debauched look with a cocked eyebrow.
She ducked her head hard, amazement transmuting to … something else. He was handsome, fascinating, alluring, and she was out of her depth. “Is that what you want, my lord? I … ” She gave him an unintentionally appealing look from under her eyelashes, licking her lips.
He took a step closer to her so he was almost touching her, he could feel the warmth of her body, and gently lifted her chin so he could search her eyes. He enjoyed the look of slight apprehension on her face, tempered with insecurity and confusion. The sight of her licking her lips drove him almost to madness.
“Could there be any doubt?” He whispered into her lips.
“Prince Loki … ” she breathed, half confusion and half plea. The touch of his hand on her chin brought a rush of heat through her body, and involuntarily she swayed toward him. “Please … “